You know it's breakfast when Mom bakes her homemade cinnamin rolls; just look at 'em all laid out with that backdrop of greens and crepe paper! And, just like always, kids, the one who finishes her or his roll first: why, you get to have at that sweet tasty green plumb! Oh, it's morning in America again.
(more than 1 sentence - sorry!)
Or so they choose to believe. . . . .
;-)
! :wink:
